In the age of conquest, people raided, pillaged everything to satisfy their greed. Be it wealth, women, or glory. The lands were dyed with blood.
People respected the strong, the weak submitted to them willingly.
Such as the case with a group of raiders who had come to raid the Lumin's Tribe, following their continuous successive invasion to the Lumin's neighboring allied islands.
[46] And tribesmen recognize them by a single name,
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From the foot of a small hill, near the shorelines of Lumin's tribe where the watchtower was planted, a fleet of canoes can be seen lightly approaching the shore.
The calm sun's daylight creeps over the distant tides as a huge wooden boat followed behind these fleets of canoes.
